Do I think about him you ask? I don’t. I cannot. Because thinking is a conscious action. Something mindful and knowing. He is innate. He is always there. Somewhere. In my gestures. In my words. In my emotions. In my moods.
It was love at first sound for both of them. Their guitar chords were in perfect harmony with each other, just the way their heart strings were in tune. His deft hands and her mellifluous voice. Her calm and his unrest. Magic it was!
Years later, she plodded down the staircase of their home with a bagful of memories. She broke down as she clutched the shoes he had left behind before submerging himself in the sea. His failures and her triumphs. Her joy and his resentment. Music had entwined two hearts. Music had drifted them apart.
~ Anupama Dalmia ~
I was ambling through the lanes of my residential complex. The cool breeze was ruffling through the stray strands of my unkempt hair. After long, I was in the therapeutic company of my solitude. I was at peace. A rare moment indeed for a parent of a toddler! While the boisterous tiny tot was engrossed in entertaining her grandparents at our abode, I was trying to savour every bit of my treasured ‘me-time’.
It’s that time of the year! While a set of people are celebrating love with all heart and mush, some are enjoying the memes and harmless jokes about something they don’t believe in. And then there are some like me who are neutral – the ones who can laugh on the jokes and can also go “aww” at the lovey-dovey social media posts; the ones who are happy to celebrate the day of “Love” and are also cool about letting it pass as just another day. Continue reading Love makes the ride worthwhile
Whoosh! That’s how these 2 years went by. Someone has rightly said that when you are a parent, the days are long but the years are short. When I look back in time, a collage of memories flashes through my mind and it amazes me how far I have come as a person. Motherhood has been instrumental in making me much more responsible, righteous, sensitive and strong. Continue reading A Few Realizations as my Daughter turns 2
Her mind was in a state of mayhem. She had vowed to keep her distance but found herself being vanquished by the desire in her heart. It wasn’t easy to control deep-seated emotions, after all. It was a battle between her mind and her heart, and eventually the latter won. She gave in to her temptation and took rapid giant strides towards him.
She stood facing him in glee and stretched her hands, while reminding herself that she was doing nothing wrong.
“One plate pani puri please, Bhaiya”, she exclaimed.
Voracity had got the better of the diet.
~ Anupama Dalmia ~
They say home is where the heart is. But what if your heart is scattered all over the place ? At every walk of life right from birth, we meet people and give a part of our heart to some of them. Is this why I can never really “feel at home” ? Continue reading Short Prose – Theme: Good-Bye?
I never thought I would ever be so restless,
I think of the twinkle in your eyes and your acts so kind;
Life gains a new meaning each second,
‘Coz you are always on my mind.
The world before you came,
Seemed aloof and strange;
But your thoughtful words made me realize,
That things can miraculously change.